She pushed at a silky strand that had escaped from her hairpins.

The silky strands slid forward to tease her face.

Connor stroked her hair, his fingers sifting through the silky strands.

She flicked back the long, dark, silky strands of her hair and sat cross-legged on the bed.

He was close enough that his breath shifted silky strands of her hair against her temple.

Ryder's fingers continued to sift the slick silky strands of her hair.

His big hands moved roughly through her hair, stroking and feeling the silky strands.

He ran this hand through the silky strands of his white hair, drew a long breath and let it out in a sigh.

The once silky strands were tangled and dull, but he took comfort from the touch.

The feathers were long and limp, hanging in silky strands.